The backpack had limited space, so Zhao Sheng picked and chose again and again, and finally decided to put the nine most valuable spiritual medicines, including Red Fire Ganoderma and Millennium Spiritual Medicine, into it.
He didn't plan to take the other elixirs away.
Because wearing them would affect his body flexibility.
In such an extremely dangerous place, sometimes even a little slowness can be fatal.
Zhao Sheng hasn't brought "hope" back yet, so he naturally won't lose the big picture for the small.
Just as he was busy digging for elixirs, a fishy smell suddenly came from the clouds. Zhao Sheng cried out in surprise, dropped his body, rolled over, and rushed towards the hiding place he had already spotted.
Just as he was taking cover, he heard the sound of flapping wings overhead. He glanced outside and saw that landing on the slope was the blood-winged flying lizard he had seen before.
The blood-winged flying lizard looked severely injured, its dark red horns and scales scattered, its body covered in countless wounds, and its expression was weak. Yet, it seemed to have come here with a strong purpose. After landing, it didn't look around, but directly found a tree root, extended its front claws, and dug down along the root.
That was exactly where the red fire fungus grew. Zhao Sheng was not afraid of being discovered by the evil bird and felt a strong curiosity in his heart.
The blood-winged flying lizard had sharp claws and quickly dug several feet deep, revealing the soil layer underneath. This guy very skillfully picked up a handful of soil and swallowed it directly into his mouth without even chewing it.
Perhaps this "soil" really has medicinal effects. After swallowing this stuff, the flying lizard became more energetic. It cried out, spread its wings, fanned out a gust of wind, and flew away.
Eat dirt?
Zhao Sheng jumped out from his hiding place and ran to the soil layer dug by Fei Xi. He took a closer look and found that there were some scattered roots and rhizomes remaining in the deep pit, and the soil was dark brown.
Apart from that, nothing unusual was found.
Zhao Sheng felt very strange. He reached out and grabbed a handful of soil from the pit, then put it under his nose and smelled it.
Huh?
There was a faint strange fragrance emanating from the soil. The smell was really faint, and only Zhao Sheng's nose was more sensitive than a dog's to detect it.
He tried to lick the dirt in his hand, and it tasted extremely bitter.
A thought suddenly occurred to Zhao Sheng: "Could this be the legendary medicinal mud?"
The concept of medicinal mud has existed in the world of immortal cultivation since ancient times. Legend has it that when spiritual medicine is left unpicked and naturally withers and dies, it will turn into soil with medicinal properties after thousands of years of corruption and weathering. After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, layer upon layer of medicinal soil will gradually form a "medicinal mud" that can accelerate the growth of spiritual medicine.
This medicinal mud contains some medicinal effects and can be swallowed as a magic medicine, but it is far inferior to its "ripening" properties.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng became extremely excited and began to dig everywhere on the slope quickly.
An hour later, the slope became bumpy. Zhao Sheng stood up with a mixed look of joy and worry.
At this time, he discovered that the slope was not entirely covered with medicinal mud. In fact, there were traces of medicinal mud only within a foot of the dead tree roots.
But he discovered something that shocked him greatly.
There are no big trees on this slope, but there is a remnant of the roots of a big tree.
Judging from the excavation results, the dead tree roots protruding from the ground are only the tip of the iceberg. Most of the roots are buried under the soil and rocks, and extend in all directions, not only completely occupying the entire slope, but even spreading to the surrounding cliffs.
Zhao Sheng couldn't imagine how such a huge tree could grow in such a dark place, and if a tree with such a root system still existed, what kind of behemoth it would be!
For some unknown reason, the tree has broken and may have fallen into the bottomless abyss. Most of the remaining roots have died, but a small part has survived, creating a unique ecosystem here. At the same time, the dead roots have turned into medicinal mud, becoming nutrients for the growth of countless spiritual medicines on this slope.
With this rare item, the medicinal mud, Zhao Sheng spent another hour carefully and tightly coating the nine spiritual herbs with the excavated medicinal mud.
This not only ensures that the efficacy of the medicine is not lost, but also prevents the fragrance of the medicine from spreading and causing unpredictable dangers.
Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something, turned back to the slope, used his dagger to cut off a small piece of tree roots that looked more "fresh", and put it in his backpack.
After leaving the slope, Zhao Sheng began his long journey of finding the way.
One good thing about Tianzhu Mountain is that as long as you climb horizontally, you will always turn to the other side of the mountain.
In fact, Zhao Sheng did the same.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Sheng finally broke free from the land of death and saw the sun and the sea of clouds again.
At this time, he was covered with wounds and his clothes were in tatters.
No one knew what hardships and dangers he had gone through during this period. Zhao Sheng also kept silent about this experience and avoided discussing it.
…
A few months later, on the banks of the Lishui River, a roar suddenly rang out from the ancestral hall of the Zhao Family Manor:
"Kneel down for me!"
Zhao Sheng glared at his disappointing son, his head aching with anger.
Plop! Zhao Cheng, who was strong but handsome, knelt down before his father very decisively.
"Dad, I know I was wrong!"
"Bah, you don't know what you're doing wrong! Over the years, your mother and I have earnestly advised you countless times. How have you ever changed?"
"After decades of cultivation, you've only just reached the third level of Qi Refining. And your wife, with only five useless spiritual roots, has already reached the fifth level of Qi Refining. Someone with four spiritual roots is even worse than a useless spiritual root.
Tell me quickly, did you secretly give her the Ling Yuan Dan again? "
Zhao Sheng, who is over 70 years old, still speaks with a voice as loud as a bell and full of energy.
He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, so he picked up the family rod and started beating his son all over the face.
Zhao Chengle has already been promoted to the innate realm, and his body is thick and tough, so he doesn't care about this little bit of physical pain.
He knelt on the ground and took the beating while defending himself: "Dad, you know I've never been able to sit still since I was a child. I always fall asleep when I start practicing. It's a waste for me to take the Lingyuan Pill anyway, so I might as well give it to Qingqing."
The Qingqing that Zhao Cheng mentioned was named Han Qingqing, who was born with useless spiritual roots.
Well, her father is Han Xuanwu.
It was said that more than ten years ago, Zhao Sheng and Han Xuanwu escaped death from Fu Yanqing.
Zhao Sheng was fine, but Han Xuanwu got lucky because of this.
Because he promptly informed Ziyang Sect that a demon from Diyan Palace had killed and disguised himself as a disciple of Ziyang Sect, and set up a trap to kill people and steal treasures on Tianzhu Mountain.
Therefore, he was able to join the Zi Yang Sect.
Later, due to his high talent for cultivation, he was accepted as a disciple by a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.
It only took him more than ten years to rapidly advance from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the ninth level.
At that time, Han Xuanwu was very grateful to Zhao Sheng for saving his life and visited him many times.
The relationship between the two became closer and closer, and finally Han Xuanwu even betrothed his daughter to Zhao Cheng, and the two families became relatives.